The fall
For a split second Sasuke was thrown of his game, while Naruto had his unimaginably soft lips pressed against his. The sheer surprise stunned him.
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Naruto looked down on the black haired boy laying on the ground and couldn’t stop his urges any longer. He had wanted this for quite sometime. At first his obsession with Sasuke had felt logical, just a worried friend, but as time went by he had to confront the fact that his feelings were deeper than what he had assumed. He let go of Sasuke’s throat and stroke his finger along the lines of the beautiful face he had only seen in his dreams for the past three years. Sasuke immediately stopped resisting. His features showed his utter surprise. He was stunned at the contact. Naruto's heart was trying to break out of its cage and it felt like his head could explode at any moment. He felt his blood rushing to his face and a tingling sensation was spreading through out his body as he looked down on the handsome face meeting Sasuke's jet black eyes. Without further thought Naruto pressed his lips against Sasuke’s mouth. The warmth of the other boy was intoxicating and he was both ashamed and amazed at how fantastic it felt. He could feel Sasuke’s body all tensed under himself. He broke the kiss slowly. Sasuke was still glaring as if he couldn’t believe what had just happened. Naruto shifted his weight back, away from Sasuke’s arms when suddenly he was thrown away, rolling in the dirt. The gravel raking his cheek, ripping his shirt. The pain was immediate.
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Sasuke threw Naruto off him as soon as he felt the blonde shift on top of him. With in the blink of an eye Sasuke had his katana in his hands and the fine sword against the blondes neck. The roles were reversed. Naruto was laying on the ground with Sasuke pinning him down, the sharp edge of the blade an inch from Naruto’s carotid artery. One move and it would all be over. The idiot orange clad boy would be no more. Sasuke felt his anger clawing in his stomach and he couldn’t help but let out an almost inaudible growl as he looked down on the jinchuriki. What was he doing to him? An explosion of emotions came tumbling over him, an almost uncontrollable anger and sorrow whirling inside. He couldn’t hold it in any longer. He was painfully aware of the tears that welled out of his eyes. They landed on Naruto’s flustered cheeks.
Sasuke suddenly became aware of Naruto’s warmth from under him. He could feel the boy’s heart racing and it felt like he was free falling as he meet Naruto’s eyes once more. His mind clouding. Sasuke tried to focus his thoughts but all he could feel was the thumping of hearts, the heat spreading through his body and he was as surprised as Naruto as he leaned down and connected his own lips to the blondes. When Naruto met his lips it was as if his brain and thoughts scattered into a billion little pieces. He could feel Naruto’s hand moving softly up his arm and his shoulder entangling his hair and he was amazed at how good it felt. He had never experienced anything like it before.
The flare in his abdomen had change into a soft warm feeling spreading like a wildfire threatening to take control of his whole being. He found himself not wanting it to end. His body was moving on its own as he threw the sword aside and found Naruto’s hand with his own. Without hesitation the jinchuriki’s warm hand firmly hold his. His blood was boiling in his veins, drumming in his head, his ears. He drew breath as he suddenly realized he wasn’t breathing. Naruto made a moaning sound sending shivers down Sasuke’s spine. It was an altogether new sound from the blonde and he felt a strong, almost primal urge to hear it again.
Sasuke’s hands were trailing Naruto’s body as if they had a will of their own. He could feel the skin of the boy’s stomach against his fingertips. His body aching with want. Their mouths still connected, their tongues exploring.
“Sasuke…” the blue eyed shinobi whispered into his mouth. An almost inaudible moan. It was devastating.
It overwhelmed Sasuke on a level he couldn’t even comprehend. He was instantly cast back to reality and he pushed himself away from Naruto in a state of panic. What had happened? His head was spinning and his thoughts was in disarray. How could this happen? He hated the stupid blue eyed shinobi. He had wanted to kill him, but the flickering sensation in his abdomen was now a flame and it was threatening to incinerate him. It wasn't the same faithful hatred that had been scorching his insides for so long. This was something else. Something far more dangerous.
He was standing a short distance from the blonde boy who was panting on the ground. He could feel his own chest heaving, his heart pounding as if it wanted to escape his body. Maybe to go back to the stupid teme laying on his back in the gravel looking at him with ocean deep eyes, silently asking him to return, in more ways than one.
Sasuke felt out of control, a sensation that was almost as painful as the feeling of weakness. He was afraid and he hated it. So he did the only thing he could. He activated his sharingan, once more meeting Naruto's gaze.